"Mr. Yun, my name is Yu Xianger. Can you remember it next time you meet?"

"Mr. Yun, I am..."

Everyone laughed and laughed constantly, and the sound of horse hooves became faster and faster. They surrounded themselves and had already walked out dozens of feet.

There is no farewell to come.

Ji Ling tried hard to resist the idea of ​​looking back and looking back, and rode on the horse stiffly; he only felt a blank in his heart walking forward.

I don’t know when tears blurred my eyes.

But with one hand, he held the Fengming treasure sword tightly.

Sister Lan urged the horse to catch up with her and sighed softly: "My sister Ling, if you feel uncomfortable, you might as well cry, it will be better."

Ji Ling lowered his head, and a string of tears fell silently in the dust, biting his lips and said, "Sister Lan... Why... do you... have to ask me to give him the sachet? Isn't it great to forget from now on?"

Sister Lan chuckled softly and said, "Will you forget?"

The plot is silent.

"Woman, there are not many opportunities to be moved in her life." Sister Lan's voice was filled with emotion and she said melancholy: "Just today, this Young Master Yun is obviously the one we didn't see that day, right? He is from Tiantang City, and we are two worlds."

"Maybe after we part today, we will never see each other again in this life."

"But, having a thought in your hand can still sense the feelings of the past... It's a sustenance, which is a good thing. It's better than regret in the future. It's obvious that you were moved by, but in your own life, there is no trace left..."

"That's a regret."

"I asked you to leave a sachet and take away this knife, that is... in your future life, don't have the same regrets as me." Sister Lan said melancholy: "Empty hands..."

Ji Ling couldn't help but hug Feng Ming's sword tightly, feeling that there seemed to be the warmth of that person on the knife, and couldn't help but feel it; comforted: "Sister Lan, we will definitely find my brother."

Sister Lan shook her head and sighed softly: "Yes... I will definitely find him..."

But there was no confidence in the voice.

Two lines of tears fell silently.

Ji Ling also empathized with it. Seeing that there was the city gate ahead, Ji Ling finally couldn't help it and looked back.

I saw the long street silent, the morning breeze blew, and one or two fallen leaves flew up on the ground. It was empty, and where was Yun Yang's figure?

I couldn't help feeling sad and tears filled my eyes.

"drive!"

With a shout, the group speeded up and rushed out of the south gate of Tiantang City.

Two puffs.

There was a bunch of water stains in the dust.
Chapter completed!